Just like a seed must die to bring new life
These eyes must close to see new light
And your hands let go to hold on tight
To that which you know
Beneath the fragile skin there's an old wound
Buried within that would steal you
And make you bend to its own rule
And it's own end
Hold On, hold On
Hold On, hold On
In time you'll see the signs, the old waymarks
And they remind you just how far
You've wandered on from the place where
You can belong